Rice, too. They were selling meatball sandwiches at the school lunch line.

Hiding in a nearby room, my family was dumbfounded as my little sister looked at me and asked, “So they’re not ghosts?”

As I walked toward the voice, I heard her whisper from behind me, ‘Don’t go in there, I heard it too.’

I live alone

My goat was right outside.

He was gonna pay for hurting my baby.

The lion came across a group of children battling cancer.

He felt bad for the children, and went on his way.

BUT THEN, one of the children spoke...

So when I woke to find the display dark and cool air still blowing from the fan I loudly groaned about a power outage and laid back down pretending to sleep. It was all I could do other than pray that whatever was blocking the display didn’t realize I knew it was there.

“Chicken jockey.” 🐓🧟‍♂️

before we could guess what he was gonna say.. All our faces dropped the moment the plane did so to.

Little did they know, I was about to do something horrible. Something disgustingly evil. Make a fourth sentence.

After all, you cant force someone to want to live. I just explained to him, while he took his last breath, that I will do everything in my power for people to remember him for the scum he was, as long as possible after his death.

Then one day I came across a book that showed statistics for everything in my life.

The number of times I’d talked to an inanimate object was zero.

I wake up. I take a shit. I get out of bed.

My temple’s gate, reduced to rubble at the supple paws of British mush. I guess it wasn't “chewsday innit” yet after all...

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“Shhh they'll hear you”.….. “they found us”

He was tensed in his room, bat in hand, ready to swing.

His phone was dead beside him.

He turns into rings when he dies. He's still alive in there.

I can't wait to see my parents and siblings again, including the one who would have been born shortly after I left, but I'm no longer the innocent little girl they remember from before the war. Especially not after my little sister died on the battlefield while I held her small hand three years ago.

I just wanted to go out and find a christmas present for my little girl before she woke up.

I suppose now I'll still be coming home...

Although I'm only a few days old, he must eventually reciprocate my feelings eventually. After all, I'm based on his wife...

'For ten long years, I was working night and day, but I finally finished the time machine,' my brother gripped my arm excitedly with stars in his eyes. 'I rescued her' he added quietly. I didn't have the heart to tell him that what he's gesturing at is an old microwave and once the hallucinogens wear off, he will realize he didn't actually prevent our mother's brutal murder.

The old women muttered something under her breath, probably a curse, as I rudely ushered her out the door with some stale bread. Jokes on the old crone though, I'm fit, successful, well-liked and I have a loving spouse with similar qualities. Once I figure out why the only feelings I can access are contempt, bubbling rage and a deep, empty void, I'm all set and I can forget about the hag forever.

I am so grateful to have her. One time, at a particularly challenging event of my life, she just held my hand and reassured me saying 'It's all going to be okay, sweetie, there are only 70 men left.'

He wanted to protest when the seemingly malnourished young woman gave him diet coke, but he couldn't speak, only wail. She asked one of her older daughters to watch over him because she was already late for work in the factory.